Stacey.A day later, Alpha Liam returned. But he was different. He was bruised and bloody when he got out of the car, the man with him had died from a rogue attack. We were all thankful he was able to survive.He lay propped against the mountain of pillows in his chamber, one arm cradled in a leather sling, the other bandaged up to the elbow. His face was pale, lips bloodless, and his normally sharp golden eyes were dull with pain.And he was being an absolute ass.“Please open your mouth,” I said, lifting a spoon toward him. “You need food to heal.”“I’m not a child, Stacey,” he snapped, turning his head away from the spoon. “I can feed myself.”“I’m sorry alpha.” I said, looking down. “Your right hand is unable to work and your left’s shaking like a leaf, and the healer said—”“I said I don’t need help!” His voice cracked. “Why are you always hovering? Acting like I’m some pathetic pup who can’t wipe his own mouth?”It was shocking for me to see him like this. He has always been so
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